Ophelia Kaan, I am your son.
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For years, that sentence lived only in the back of my throat—a secret swallowed before it could be spoken. I’ve traced your name in library books, whispered it into empty rooms, and searched for your face in strangers on the street. Ophelia Kaan, I am your son
Not for revenge. Not for blame. Just for the truth. whispered it into empty rooms